I swear, every table last night sent me into that stupid freezer. I took a picture of it with my phone and sent it to a few people. Seriously, it used to be pretty wide and accessible. But um... they've put a ton of boxes very unsteadily stacked on one side, one of which, if you don't duck, will take your head off, and I'm the only one now small enough to crawl through there and get back to the ice cream, which is barely reachable. This place, I swear... So I had to go in there for every single freaking table. Ugh.
Then last night too, someone fell, one of the residents, in my section. I was actually, ha. ha., in the freezer when it happened, so I didn't see it, but I think she just tripped or lost her balance or something, but the administrators came out right away and were with her (...though honestly, I don't know that I'd want to be helped by some of them), and they called the paramedics. The rest of us just had to keep working and stay out of the way. It was the "excitement" of the night. I hope she's ok, she's a really nice lady.
I didn't watch House last night. I started to, but it was that particularly painful one, so I kinda didn't watch it. I watched the beginning, then mom wanted to go finish shopping at World Market. And my dad is playing Big Bad Voodoo Daddy Christmas downstairs and Dirk was just singing Zat You Santa Claus?? :D
One more day of work, then I'm off until Wednesday...which I work until Monday. Yay.
valefleur is coming New Years Eve, and um.. I work on the monday that she's going to be here, which..I'm not happy about. I'm trying to switch with someone. And *grumble* New Years Eve too, ugly 8 hour shift of death. It seriously is though, because we never stop moving and it's rare that we get a break.